HOLLIS We were called into the church, towards the altar by one of the wardens. "The fuck is taking so long? She only had a dress and shoes to get into." I grumbled, checking my watch with Maxine at my tail. "Patience, mother is here." Maxine whispered. The news could only mean that Ugo had arrived too, since Nana and Mrs. Chike left for the house to help her get ready. I breathed out a sigh of relief. "What about my father-in-law?" "No sign of him yet." Max replied. "Lexington?" I asked, certain that a roll call had been made and Maxine had been told of the people present. "He's present, with his wife." "It will take a lot of work to win my father-in-law over." I murmured. "You can't blame the man, we messed up and he's got pride." Before I could reply, music rang throughout the church and the door opened slowly making my heart rate quicken. A vision in white stood beside my father with a bouquet of navy-blue tinted roses in her hands. "Here we go," Maxine said. "Damn!
We got to the resort at dusk. The staff were lined up in the lobby waiting for us, waiting to see the new Mrs. Genovese. The thought of putting Ugo in charge of my chain of resorts since she's been complaining of being home all day and being lonely, crossed my mind. That might be something I'll discuss with her. After a very warm reception, we retired to our suite. A room with the perfect blend of nature from the furniture designs to the walls and paintings. I heard her let out a deep breath and I smiled, she definitely loved the room. If not, I would have heard it by now. The large king sized bed stared at us and my wife stole a quick glance at me. "Happy married life." She said, surprising me." "Thank you." I warmed up. "And to you too." "Thank you. I'll just....I'll go freshen up." She said pointing to the bathroom. She was almost at the door when she paused. "I'm not with any clothes. We didn't discuss this, so I had no idea..." "There are clothes for you in the wardrobe,
I watched as she melted into her chair, looking relaxed. When I dug my thumbs gently into her arches, her head hung back, and I knew I'd won. This was the pleasure I wanted to see, and with nothing in return for myself. "I'll rub your feet every night until the redness subsides. Understand?" "Okay," she replied with a sigh, shocking me again with no argument. Moving to the second foot, I did the same, and everything was fine until her right foot inched too far and brushed against the hard length in my pants. She tensed, her eyes found mine, and in that moment, I felt like the world’s biggest creep. I wasn’t doing this to get off or turned on. I was doing it because I wanted her to feel good, but even now that sounded predatory in my head. 'Feel good? What the hell is that?' The moment stretched on between us while I held her foot in my hand, waiting for her to erupt from her chair and call me out or leave or slap me because if anyone else touched her the way I’m touching her no
UGO I woke up sprawled on top of him like he was some damn mattress, again! There was no nicer way to put it. My arms were resting perfectly on his shoulder and my head on his chest while I enjoyed the warmth his body was providing me. His toned chest was rising and falling rhythmically enough that I figured he was still asleep. Slowly and carefully, I tried to move off him. "I thought you were comfortable, Baby." Hollis's voice startled me the second I tried moving my head. Fuck! I've been caught. "I..... I'm sorry. it's just that I'm so used to sleeping with a teddy that sometimes, I forget that I'm not home." I tried to explain as I shifted my legs, becoming intimately aware of Hollis's hard cock pressing against my skin. "It's fine, I don't mind sharing my side of the bed," he caressed the back of my neck absentmindedly and my senses heightened. Slowly, his hands slid down my back and considering how light the fabric of my gown was, I felt his fingers on my bare skin.
On Hollis's insistence, I had to put on a two inches, extremely gorgeous sandal. We left our suite for the car and he held my hand firmly. The staff of the resort was lined up just like last night. "Gross." I murmured and he arched his brow again, oh Lord! Does he even know that arching his brow gives a certain heart melting look on his face that can make a woman think of several things in relation to sex and orgasm. 'Straight to hell Ugo, straight to hell.' The voice in my head warned me. "What do you think about managing resorts, is that something you can do?" His voice broke through my sinful thoughts. "Huh?" "You complain that you're bored at home. I'm wondering if you'll love to take up something as challenging as managing my chain of resorts. Let's see how long it will take before you get drowned." He turned and winked at me. "I know the game you're trying to play." I laughed at his trick. He was trying to cajole me into taking up an offer he knew very well I could handle
Suddenly, a soft hand latched around my waist and tugged me away abruptly from Jason's presence. "We have a tour to get to." He said softly and we headed out. Hollis muttered something inaudible in my ear, keeping my body close to his. "Stay away from him. He has his eyes all over you." "Stop it." I scolded, tapping his arm gently. "I'm serious." He pouted, a very cute expression that got my heart melting. I chuckled. "But why?" I saw something pass through his face before he settled back into his usual expression. "Is he one of your members?" "An answer to that would be a breach of contract." "Well, I'm your wife. That should automatically make me a member, won't it?" He smiled and curved his arm. I placed mine in it and saw him nod to my question. "The members only.." "Yes." He said before I could finish. "What’s his preference; orgies, BJ, cougars, bondage..?" Hollis's head snaped in my direction. With my arm still hooked to his, he stopped me before we reached the door.
"Boss." A young gentleman shook Hollis 's hand. "Ma'am." He bowed, turning to me. He kept his eyes on my face and not my breasts like Jason from outside. I nodded my consent, basking in the closeness of my husband's rigid body. "Derek, how is the arrangement going?" "Perfect sir." Derek replied. He had a warm smile, showing his teeth as he smiled. With honey brown hair and a clean-shaven face, he had the look of someone who does a lot of business, the looks like a salesman. "Derek is one of our salesmen," Hollis told me. "All right." "Someone wants to see you." Derek told my husband. "Don Pedro." He spelled out. "It's my fuckin honeymoon. Why would he come here? He turned to me, and asked. "Would you be able to stay by yourself if I spent a few minutes with my father's friend?" I nodded. He kissed my forehead and gave Derek a stern look before walking away. I knew what that look entailed 'stay with her' Once he turned to the door, I walked across the open space, my shoe
I let myself imagine someone else in Castello's place, someone called Hollis. As Castello lifted up his head, he touched my leg, sliding his fingers up the side of my calf, "now imagine what someone can do from this position," he said quietly. The raspy tone of his voice felt like it was echoing through my bones. And when I looked down at him, I imagined another pair of eyes looking back at me. Castello's attention moved downward to the apex of my crossed legs. "What are you doing?" A voice thundered from the doorway, and I jumped about three feet in the air. Hollis was glaring at us as I erupted from the chair. His arms were crossed, his fists clenched, and those wolf-like eyes were trained on me with so much anger. "Hollis," I stammered, waltzing across the room and trying to remain as casual as I could. It's not like I was interested in Castello. I mean, he’s gorgeous, but I just met him and I don’t even know him. Castello turned to his cousin. "Your wife was curious,
We drove down a clear road, surrounded by mountains and hills, and then through cave-like closings. "Where are you taking me?" I asked, trying to keep the panic out of my voice. "I’m taking you home, Emmah Landon," Gideon said, and he looked at me with that goddamn devastating crooked grin. "It's Emmah Huxley. We're divorced." I reminded him. "Yet, you're wearing a ring that would stop other men from coming close." He winked at me, obviously pleased with himself. I ignored him. But why do I have a ring on my goddamn finger? Let's see... I'm yet to get over Gideon... Of course not. I just didn't want to be disturbed by any man, relationship-wise. And... Well, and nothing. "This is not the road to my home," I said, my fingers nervously circling around my ring finger. I saw him flick his eyes over to me, and there was something almost predatory in that lazy, easy smile. "It is now," he said. I tried not to look at the muscles in his arms or how his legs were spread carelessly
He hurled me over his shoulder and started toward the side of the gas station where a black car was readily in wait. I screamed, yelled, scratched his back, yet nothing. Well, I might as well be hitting a brick wall. The area was deserted, there was no one to help, and my screams weren't getting me anywhere. There was nothing hurried about his steps; he took his time, and when we got to the car, he threw me in the back seat and filed in behind me. "Drive." He said, and that was it, his driver or whoever that robotic-looking man was, started the car. "How... What are you doing here?" I asked him, frantic. "How did you know where I was?" He didn’t answer right away, instead, he leaned back in his seat and said, "I've been on your tail for the longest time. There is this thing called a tracker. Since you've refused to see or hear me out, I had to be creative." I knew that must be the situation, but it still took my breath away. "You're kidnapping me, why?" I asked breathlessly
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I swallowed, somehow having a faint idea of where all of this was going. A slight laugh escaped my husband's lips, and those damn twinkling eyes of his took me in again, like he'd just seen me and he finds me so endearing, and that look alone made my heart gallop. He placed a kiss on my shoulder. Pleasure shot through me and I inhaled sharply in response. Without warning, he threw me down on our bed. I gasped, my heart soaring when he dropped me, then bottoming out when my bare back hit the cool sheets. Hollis grabbed my bodice, and pushed it up, exposing my ass to his view. I shifted my weight back on the bed, intending to work my way closer to the middle, but before I could, he grabbed my bare legs and dragged me closer to the edge of the bed. On instinct, I grabbed the mattress to prevent myself from falling. "Hollis you..." Before I could finish my sentence, his face was between my thighs. My tummy turned over. "Oh..." When he put his mouth in my cunt, I almost
Hollis yanked off my bra and cupped my exposed skin, teasing over my nipples. My body was a complete inferno even before his lips were moving from mine.I wanted him inside of me and the release as much as I wanted my next breath. But not quite as much as I wanted to show him how much I love him and how happy he makes me.So before he could continue his kisses down my chest and toward my breasts, I pulled back, meeting his gaze, making him watch as I went down on my knees in front of him.My hands landed on his knees and slid forward up his thighs. I watched as an expression of surprise and pleasure crossed his gorgeous face.Then I reached for his fly and pulled out his thick, straining cock, pushing it into my open mouth. "Fuck, baby," he groaned, pushing his cock at the base and tracing my lower lip with his thumb. Then he pulled it out and a gush of precum sipped out. "Lick it," he demanded, holding it and my tongue moved out to trace over his head, tasting him, wetting him mor
"I told you, Baby," Hollis said as we made our way to the front door after our goodbyes. "You didn’t need to be nervous." "I’m worried about my father," I admitted, linking my arm through his own."Why?" He asked, seeming genuinely interested as Nero pulled up with our car, and Hollis pushed me in before sliding in beside me. "He seems withdrawn," I told him, shrugging. "And that isn’t how my father is.""Things have taken a sudden turn and he still blames himself for all of this. He thinks he's the one that put you with me," Hollis said, shrugging."He just doesn't know that it's destiny. One way or the other, we were bound to be together. Don't worry, next time, it will be better." He said. "By next time, do you mean my Mom's next birthday?" I asked, my heart sinking a little at the idea. "I meant the next family function," he replied, shrugging. "I believe there are going to be many of them.""You’re going to let me go?" I asked."Let
"Your wife?" My father came closer. "I didn't stutter. You heard me. Yes, my wife," Hollis said in a firm voice, erasing the distance between them. "Hollis..." I called, pressing a hand into his stomach. Sensing the plea in my face or my voice, his jaw loosened. "I'll go get you a glass of juice." He offered. "I'll like that," I said, nodding, giving him my silent gratitude. "I’ll be right back," he replied, squeezing me gently on the hip, before walking off. "I hoped you’d be happy to see me," I said to my father as soon as Hollis left, but I noticed that his gaze followed Hollis until he heard me speak. I didn't try to hide the vulnerability in my voice. I was upset. And I wasn’t accustomed to hiding that around my family. "Oh, my baby." My father called, his anger falling and getting replaced almost immediately with sadness. "Of course, I’m happy to see you," he started reaching for me. "Are you okay?" He asked, holding me tight
THREE MONTHS LATER**UGOGetting out of the the Garden after months of being kept in and guarded twenty-four-seven was reason enough to put some extra care into my appearance. It's been months since I left the confines of this place. There had been dark days throughout those couple of months. Hollis wasn't always around. I knew they were trying to set things straight.But I had no idea how they were going about it, until my husband came home to me with a bullet wound. My heart almost ripped through my chest. But, he insisted he was okay. And that was the last time he ever left me home alone. "The deed has been done, everything has been taken care of." Maxine had said to me on one of his visits.I still miss Castello, terribly, painfully. His memories remained embedded in my heart.Taking a look at myself in the mirror, I smiled. We were going to see my parents, it was my mother's birthday.Of course, I wanted to look nice, not just b
I was having one of those vivid dreams where I killed Hollis again. Over the time I've been at the Garden, I've had various versions of this dream. But they always end with Hollis's death. At times I pierce his heart with a dagger. Other times, it ranges from a gunshot to strangling him in his sleep. The dreams were always ending with my betrayal. My evil to him and the hurt I caused him. As usual, I woke up sobbing. Indeed there was no peace for me. Then I perceived it, his cologne, the one I checked out in his cabinet the first day I came to the Garden. A high-pitched cry escaped my lips. I'm now hallucinating and imagining the smell of fragrances, my situation was getting worse by the day and I'm not even helping matters. But, what can I do? Absolutely nothing. "Baby." I heard his voice and a sharp pain ricocheted through my heart. But when I turned around to the direction of the voice, in the dim lighting of the room, I saw a figure resembling that of Hollis standing